Chapter 154: Pitiful

Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations

In the moments leading up to his discovery, the person had also made a post on the Star Web social platform. It read:

[I will atone for the sins of my youth.]

Upon reading this, all the nobles who had taken part in the bullying of Xiao Chen felt a sense of trepidation, fearing that they might be the next to face the consequences of their actions.

However, as the initial fright subsided, they soon realized that Xiao Chen had no intentions of seeking further revenge. With this understanding, everyone gradually returned to their usual routines.

Henry’s gaze remained fixated on the flying car’s route. Anxiety coursed through him, fearing that Xiao Chen might have uncovered his past transgressions, particularly his derogatory remarks about Xiao Chen’s weight. Henry dreaded the thought of the flying car heading towards the Duke’s mansion.

Yet, as the flying car traversed an unfamiliar path, Henry heaved a sigh of relief, feeling his tension gradually dissipate. He leaned back against the seat, taking deep, calming breaths. The scare he had just experienced had truly shaken him to his core.

Perhaps due to the rollercoaster of emotions, Henry eventually drifted off to sleep, his head resting against the chair’s back. When he awakened once more, it was to the shock of bone-chilling ice water being poured over him.

A figure sat in a nearby chair, their face obscured by the glaring light. Henry struggled to make out any features.

The icy water stung his eyes, causing intense discomfort. Henry instinctively tried to wipe it away with his hand, only to discover that he couldn’t move a muscle. Paralyzed, he found himself stripped bare and kneeling before the enigmatic figure.

A mix of shame and anger surged within Henry. Though he yearned to unleash a torrent of curses, he dared not speak out, fearing it might further incite his captor’s wrath.

“It’s been quite some time, Henry.”

The voice that greeted him held a pleasant tone, but as soon as Henry recognized it, he felt as if he had plunged into an icy abyss. Fear consumed him, draining the color from his face.

Henry stared up at the face of the person hovering over him, realizing it was indeed Xiao Chen. Did this relentless force comprehend his past derogatory remarks, branding him as a cowardly fat pig?

“X-Xiao, Xiao Chen, why have you come for me?” Henry stammered in fear, his voice trembling.

Xiao Chen rose from the chair and leisurely approached Henry, confirming his suspicions. It was truly Xiao Chen standing before him.

“Henry, are you concerned that the marquis won’t learn of your exploits from last night?” Xiao Chen taunted, casting a disdainful glance towards Henry’s lower region. His tone dripped with contempt. “It appears you’re aware that your own inadequacies leave others unsatisfied, leading you to seek pleasure in the arms of a male mermaid at the bathhouse, isn’t that right?”

“You cowardly fat—” Henry detested being doubted in that area the most. Overwhelmed by anger, he tried to hurl insults, but before he could complete his sentence, a sharp pain coursed through his chest.

Xiao Chen’s gaze turned icy in an instant. He lifted his leg and delivered a forceful kick, causing Henry to collapse onto the ground. “Since you’re incapable of being a real man, why not have your manhood taken from you and spend the rest of your life wallowing in the bathhouse with male mermaids?”

One of the black-clad men, who had been standing behind Xiao Chen, moved forward. He approached Henry, brandishing a gleaming silver dagger.

“What do you think you’re doing? Stay away! Xiao Chen, have you lost your mind? I am the marquis’s son. Even the Duke won’t be able to protect you if any harm befalls me!”

Xiao Chen remained unaffected, his gaze cool and composed. The other three men in black pinned Henry’s limbs to the ground. As the man with the dagger inched closer, Henry’s fear intensified, causing him to involuntarily soil himself, releasing the pungent scent of urine that filled the room.

Xiao Chen’s brow furrowed in disgust. “What a worthless creature. Take it to be cleansed.”

“Yes, sir.”

Henry was escorted by the men in black to a room where a bathtub brimming with icy water awaited. The bone-chilling coldness permeated the air, and the surface of the water glistened with floating ice.

Forced to immerse himself in the frigid bath, Henry shivered uncontrollably. Emerging from the icy depths, he struggled to maintain his balance, nearly collapsing to the ground. His body was numb, and his limbs felt alien to him.

Soon, Henry was ushered into a tidy chamber. Xiao Chen, seated upon a chair, idly toyed with a dagger.

Whether due to the lingering chill or the recent trauma of the blade, Henry knelt on the floor, crawling towards Xiao Chen’s feet.

“I will give you anything you desire. Please, I implore you, Xiao Chen, spare me from further torment. Think of your sister, Xiao Han. If she discovers how you’ve treated me, it would surely devastate her!”

A flicker of emotion crossed Xiao Chen’s face as Henry mentioned Xiao Han, but it swiftly transformed into a frosty expression. “You poor, pitiful soul. I had considered releasing you, but your insistence on invoking my sister’s name warrants ten more ice baths..”

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